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Chapter 80: Despicable? You Haven't Seen Despicable
"How scary..."
Kizaru stood at the top of the warship's mast, squinting at the duel in the distance that was tearing the sky apart.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku's golden body was being pushed back step by step by the impact of the green steam and lightning, plowing shocking trenches in the ice.
Kizaru's hands were in his pockets, his sleazy face showing a rare look of conflict.
He turned his head to look in another direction.
Marco, transformed into a phoenix, drew an arc of blue flame in the air, diving toward the execution platform.
The other commanders were also taking advantage of Sengoku being tied down, desperately pushing toward Ace's position.
Kizaru scratched his head.
"Ooooh... this is... getting a little awkward."
His tone was still lazy, but his eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, flashed with a rare seriousness.
The Fleet Admiral was putting his life on the line.
If I keep slacking off...
It really doesn't look good.
Kizaru sighed. His entire body dissolved into golden light particles and vanished.
The next instant, a blinding golden light exploded in front of Marco!
"Yasakani no Magatama!"
Countless light bullets rained down, sealing off all of Marco's escape routes!
"Damn it!"
Marco gritted his teeth, the blue flames on his wings flaring, as he performed a series of difficult evasive maneuvers.
But Kizaru's attack, this time, was clearly much more serious than before!
The light bullets were so dense it was hopeless. They covered the sky. Marco's phoenix flames were scattered and reformed, over and over, but he couldn't advance.
"That guy, Kizaru..."
Marco's expression was grim.
"Finally done pretending?"
On the ground.
Akainu, climbing from the rubble, was covered in blood. His already dark face was now terrifyingly savage.
His right arm was twisted, clearly badly injured from that kick.
But in his eyes, there was only a sky-high killing intent!
"Damn it... Damn it..."
Akainu gritted his teeth, staring at the figure bathed in lightning.
That was the Marine Hero, Garp.
His former, most-respected superior.
But now...
This bastard... for a pirate, for that sinful bloodline... had betrayed the Marines! Betrayed Justice!
It doesn't matter who you are! Justice will not allow betrayal!
"Unforgivable!"
Akainu roared, his magma boiling!
His figure turned into a burning meteor, charging recklessly toward Garp!
At this moment, Garp was locked in a brutal struggle with Sengoku.
Their fists were pressed together, the space around them twisting and trembling!
Sengoku gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.
He could feel the power from Garp's fist... slowly... crushing him!
That power was too terrifying!
So terrifying that he, the Fleet Admiral, was beginning to doubt if he could defend Justice!
"Garp..."
Sengoku growled, his eyes filled with resolve.
"Even if you have become this strong..."
The golden light on his fist flared again!
"I will never let you..."
Before he could finish! An extreme, scorching killing intent... attacked from behind!
"Sakazuki?!"
Sengoku's pupils shrank!
He saw Akainu, like a madman, his body a mass of burning magma, aiming straight for Garp's back!
His fractured arm was forcibly healed by magma, now gathering his strongest attack!
"Die, traitor!"
Akainu's roar shook the heavens!
"Dark Hound!"
"Watch out!"
He roared, trying to stop Akainu.
But Kizaru's figure blocked him again, a slight smile on his sleazy face.
"Ooooh, Phoenix-san, you're so dedicated."
"But, I have my duties, too."
He lifted his leg, his calf turning to blinding light.
"Ever tried a light-speed kick?"
Marco gritted his teeth, his blue flames forming a shield.
Boom!
The golden foot slammed into the shield, the force sending Marco flying.
He tumbled several times before stabilizing, veins popping on his face.
"Kizaru!"
He roared, his eyes locked on Akainu.
"That bastard! A Marine Admiral, and he cheap-shots him!"
"How despicable!"
Hearing this, Kizaru paused.
He reached up, awkwardly picking his nose.
"This... is what you call despicable..."
He muttered, his voice full of helplessness.
He figured if Marco knew what Sakazuki had planned for that old-timer Whitebeard, he would really lose it.
Kizaru subconsciously glanced at Whitebeard's fight.
Whitebeard was fighting the Marine Garp, naginata and fist colliding, every clash creating a terrifying shockwave.
And behind Whitebeard... a figure was standing there.
Squard.
This captain, from a pirate crew under Whitebeard, his face was a mask of conflict.
His hand... was gripping the longsword at his waist.
Kizaru narrowed his eyes.
He knew, of course, what Akainu had done to this guy.
That madman... had used the matter of Roger's son... to successfully sow discord between Squard and Whitebeard.
And now, this deluded man... was about to make that fatal move.
A cheap shot on Whitebeard.
"Tsk..."
Kizaru clicked his tongue.
He suddenly... didn't feel like fighting Marco anymore.
But, duty called. He had to.
"Phoenix-san, don't get distracted."
Kizaru's voice rang out again.
Marco snapped back, only to see Kizaru right in front of him.
They were so close, they could see each other's expressions.
Kizaru lifted his leg, light gathering.
"This time... I won't let you dodge."
Marco gritted his teeth, his blue-green flames exploding.
"You won't stop me!"
Boom!
The golden pillar of light and the blue-green flames collided, causing a massive explosion.
Marco was sent flying back, his face grim.
He wanted to get past. He had to stop Akainu.
But Kizaru... was an impassable wall, blocking him.
"Damn it..."
Marco gritted his teeth.
On the other side, the battle between Whitebeard and the Marine Garp had reached a fever pitch.
The shockwaves from the clashes of naginata and fist... grew more terrifying each time.
The Marine Garp's face was serious, his Armament Haki at its peak.
"Newgate!"
He roared, smashing his fist against Whitebeard's naginata.
"You're old!"
Whitebeard laughed, the power of his Tremor-Tremor Fruit surging.
"Gurarara!"
"Even if I'm old, I am still Whitebeard!"
Boom!
The two powers clashed. The ice cracked, and the sea recoiled.
And just then. Behind Whitebeard... came a low breath.
Squard.
He stood there, his eyes filled with conflict and struggle.
His longsword... was slowly... being drawn.
He stared at Whitebeard's broad back, Akainu's words echoing in his mind.
"Ace is Roger's son."
"And Whitebeard... knew all along."
"He's using all of you as pawns."
"As sacrifices... to save Ace."
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